Hey, I have a great idea! Livey, why don't you take k's picture in a sort of line-up, with 5 or 6 other folks, and let's have a contest to see who can pick out the right one! (Front side forward, of course).

My money is STILL on the one who resembles Martha Stewart...all that cooking, etc. You know what I'm sayin' here?

I'm not sure how well k is able to connect at the moment. She e-mailed me last night to let me know that Livey's decripit old computer finally bit the dust.

Check out the details here, then venture over to Livey's place and hit that "make a donation" button at the top of her page. It won't take much if everyone who enjoys reading her pitches in a twenty spot.

Naw. Too easy. They'd all go straight for the woman on the scooter, wearing a bun.

Front or back.

kdzu, Guyk, Morris - Gentlemen, you are 100% correct. You never heard so much giggling and snorfl-ing from two supposedly grown-up women in your entire life. And Morris? That's EXACTLY the first thought that crossed my mind! My gracious, this one is SO contrary!

welcome, Bottom Of The Swamp! Yes, I did say *supposedly* grown up. I, myself, feel this lets us both off any and all responsibility for actual or almost grown-up behavior, or any close approximation thereto, heretofor and forevermore.

Fine print follows.

If you can't read it? Probably I forgot to put on my glasses. Or something. ;-)

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I'm a nice quiet middle-aged former bankbuster, disabled since age 32 with a myriad of weird health issues. I love heat and humidity and odd hobbies like fossil hunting, tromping around in the Everglades, backyard bricklaying, and rescuing plants damaged by our spate of hurricanes. Oh - I like to live-blog hurricanes, too.*****
I have a wonderful life. I'm one of the happiest people I know. Why? I don't know.*****
I also have nightmare memories in my head that would send some folks around the bend. But that's another story, one I don't tell much, and I seem to have made it past the horror parts pretty well.*****
I have nothing to prove so it's hard to insult me. I know who I am. I own the space I live in - and I don't mean just my house. My life is way far from perfect, but I'm content.*****
For some readers, that would make this a boring blog. For others, my fun adventures, absurd health episodes, and particular way of looking at things keep 'em entertained enough, in the end.